You’ve Got Mail

Wowzers I stink at this blogging-every-day-31-day-writing-challenge thing.

But I’m here, missing two days and jumpin’ right into my five-minute-friday prompt.

Mail.

Everybody loves receiving mail. Don’t say you don’t. Imagine walking to your mailbox, driving to the post office or strolling up to your school’s PO boxes- now would you rather open up your mailbox and have one little envelope sitting inside or an empty box mirroring your now empty heart? (a joke, a joke)

Now I understand that 5/6 of our stacks of mail are more of a nuisance than an enjoyment, but every since moving to college, I have come to the realization that letters, hand- written to you, signed, sealed and delivered specifically for your two hands and your two eyes, are the most wonderful things in the world.

From handwritten notes from a first love or a best friend, or silly cards that my parents would send me because it made them “think of me,” each encouraged me through my hardest days, my moments of worthlessness, and times that I was more than ready to throw the towel in.

And now that I am in California, I cannot tell you how many times I have received letters and cards from some of the sweetest/best people in the world.

I willingly walk to the mailbox (which isn’t just across the street, but down aways) because I am dying to find something in a pile of names sent just for me.

What’s my point of this lousy post?

I wanna encourage y’all to send someone a letter. Write your heart out, send a funny card, wish someone a Happy Late Columbus Day, or wrap up a succulent (it has been done and it has been done successfully) to someone you care about.

Drop 46 cents or even a few bucks to send someone a little somethin in the mail.